Pull From The Ghost

From the yellow line

Waving goodbye

To my captive

Breaking their neck for home

The bones of the past

Spilling over in a rare reflection

A captor seeking Stockholm

Dying alone with a ransom note

Bleeding host

What I can't find in you

I'll just

Pull from the ghost of a virtual memory

From the yellow line

Waving goodbye

To my captive

Breaking their neck for home

Involuntary time zone that fate has annexed

Every second lost or gained has a presence

I traversed time on stagnant feet

Orchestrating a long defeat

Bleeding host

What I can't find in you

I'll just

Pull from the ghost of a virtual memory

And now I'm

Face to face with the things that I have chased

But I'll just

Burn what is birthed of my history

To my captive

Breaking their neck for home

I feel love

Only in reverie

I feel love

But the sensation is already memory

Stillborn upon delivery

Seeds bidding for egoic auxiliary

Stillborn upon delivery

Bleeding host

What I can't find in you

I'll just

Pull from the ghost of a virtual memory

And now I'm

Face to face with the things that I have chased

But I'll just

Burn what is birthed of my history

From the yellow line

Waving goodbye

To my captive

Breaking their neck for home

To my captive

Breaking their neck for home